[✧ﾟ･*♚*･ﾟ✧] This little shit, yes, even he mentioned you were clearly looking for something, which would give rise to the following implied question of ‘what are you looking for?’ He was met with much sarcasm.
Still keeping a smile on his face, he reeled back his anger. It would do him no good to lose his cool and cause some bodily harm to come to an idol, now would it? As tempting as the thought was, he would resist.
『Getting a better look at him now up close, I take that back. His face isn’t even decent. Not even worth networking with. Temper… could use some work. Not nearly enough bite. How cute, a chihuahua thinking it can bark at a Doberman.』
Hazel eyes once more scanning the ground, he saw nothing within a 5 feet radius of where he stood. He could very well understand the worries of losing your phone, much more if you were either heavily involved with business or idol-like activities.
❝Just found it odd that an idol like yourself has yet to garner attention is all.
I’d have thought a crowd of people would have circled around you by now.❞
In other words, consider yourself lucky that you weren’t so eye-catching at the moment that your fans (if you even had any within a 100 mile radius) hadn’t started crowding around you and possibly step on your phone, thus breaking it.
What was that? You sense bitterness in his tone? Sarcasm? You misunderstand him– he’s always like this. A bitter, sarcastic soul hiding underneath a ‘friendly smile’ was just who he was. Pulling out his phone to check the time (and it was time to leave annoyances behind), a thought occurred to him as he stared at his phone.
❝Was your phone set to ringtone? If so, calling it would prove far more useful.
Either someone had picked up your phone or it’s somewhere else nearby.❞
This guy was still here? Keigo glanced at the person’s face, and immediately regretted it. The stranger had the weirdest smile plastered on his face, and it gave Keigo the chills. An image of one of those creepy clowns that appear in horror movies flashed in his mind, as if this man was one of them, but without all of the makeup. Yes, this guy had the same scary expression of a smiling clown. It was unnerving to be near him, and the idol wished he would leave soon.
“Have you ever thought about the fact that mes princesses might actually be decent people and not want to gawk at me at every chance they get? If they saw that I was looking for something, maybe they’d actually help or at least not interfere, unlike some people,” he snapped back. Evidently the guy didn’t know him that well, since he has many fans throughout the city. Even his twitter follower count was high, with 8570 followers and counting.
He had to cool down. Keigo didn’t know who exactly this guy was, and if he ended up being some big corporate person, then he was screwed. Even if the media caught wind of him being so rude to a complete nobody, it would be bad as that would ruin his on-stage image. Just like the other guy, he had to plaster a fake smile on his face. And so he did.
He changed his tone, and completely put on a pleasant face. As an idol, he had to do a lot of acting so this was nothing. “Thank you for your suggestion, mon prince. However, I cannot do as you suggested since I do not have a phone on me, and my agency’s policy doesn’t allow me to give out my phone number to fans like you. If I were to use your phone, as I can understand that you’re pretty much offering for me to use it, then the number will stay in your phone history. I think I’ll go search in a different place.” Keigo turned his back to the stranger, yet again. This was his chance to escape.
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